Killing

Luo Xiao was throwing caution to the wind. He had engaged in an all out battle where he attacked any bandit who came towards him.

He was not dodging, taking the attacks head on with his Stalwart Shield Defense and his Black Pagoda Art.

His main attacks were the moon goddess hand and the soul reaping palm.

These two attacks were flowing from him constantly and he was feeling a better and better grasp on the attacks.

Although he had trained them often on dummies it was nothing compared to the experience he gained in actual combat.

At the same time, Jiang Yao was leaning against a carriage, his arms were crossed above his chest and his eyes never once left Luo Xiao.

As soon as an expert arrived, before they even had the time to make a move, all of them had been frozen solid like ice blocks and shattered into a pool of bloody ice shards.

Luo Xiao was faintly aware of Jiang Yao’s movements but he said nothing to it, completely ignoring the ones dying left and right.